The coat had gotten too close to Finn. He felt it low in his belly. He wondered if he would have time.

He rushed from his desk, seemingly trapped since he had to pass Lord Bore to get to the loo.

He ran to the front of the class, clutching his stomach and unfortunately, he had waited to long. Just as he came in front of the large whale, the contents of his stomach poured forth in a shower of sausage, black currant jam and toast. Why had he eaten so much right before this class? he asked himself pitiably.

Unfortunately, not paying attention to where his bile was going, Finn opened his eyes and noted he was directly in front of Bore and he had emptied his stomach all over the trousers and shoes of Lord Borr.